The Locker Room •• Ashton Irwin ••

19.

Yes work. I thought to myself sarcastically as I walked into the shop. I don't even know why I work here. Or yes I do. My mom and I need the money. I mom needs to buy groceries so there isn't enough money for new clothes for me or her. I work so we can both buy our own.
I waved to the owner Mr. Wilkins. He's a particularly abnormal man but he was nice enough to let me work here when I was 14. There isn't much work at that age. I had to work in the back baking cakes and stuff but I didn't care. It was better than a supermarket. I hate stacking.

"Eliza can you grab some extra muffins?" Kellie asked. She is one of the girls who work here. She's blond, tall, fit and a party goer. She was like the opposite of me. I'm not fat, I'm just not enough into sports to look fit. I liked her though. She's nice. "Sure." I walked to the back and got some vanilla and chocolate muffins. I took the blade Mr. Wilkins put them on and walked back to the counter. I just reached down to put them away when I looked through the glass. He came walking in casually and stood in line to order. From the shock I got up but instead of the fluent move I was trying to make I knocked my head into the counter. "Holy guacamole." I shouted as I rubbed the sour spot on the back of my head. I squeezed my eyes shut and when I opened them again I saw everyone looking at me. "I'm alright go on what you were doing." I chanted and did the same. I got on with putting the cupcakes away when I heard something falling on the counter. I looked up into the hazel eyes of that magnificent boy, the only one to ever capture my heart. I felt my mouth fall open but it wouldn't work as no words came out of it.
"Since when do you work here?" He asked. He put his index finger under my chin and slowly pushed my mouth shut. I swallowed before answering.
"Since I was fourteen." He pushed a piece of hair behind my ear before he asked his next question.
"Why are you working here?"
"I need the money." He stroke my cheek with the back of his hands.
"How did you get here?"
"Walking."
"Walking? All the way from your home?" He asked shock evident on his face. I just nodded. "We need to get you a better way to move around town." He motioned me to follow him and I walked behind him to the office of Mr. Wilkins. He knocked twice before walking in. "Uncle Dave can I borrow my friend?" Mr. Wilkins is his uncle? How did I miss this? Mr. Wilkins looked up from the papers on his desk and scanned the two of us.
"I can't pay her for the time she doesn't work Ashton." He said looking over his glasses.
"Please pay her at least half. Its my fault she has to leave now. I'll pay you back." Ashton begged.
"Ash leave it. He's right. No work, no money." I said. Mr. Wilkins sighed before speaking.
"I'll pay you a quart of what you would've earned if you stayed. It looks like you belong to my nephew now." He waved us off and Ashton took me to the hall where my stuff lay.
"I can't believe you're related to Mr. Wilkins." I said while putting on my leather jacket.
"I can. It's a shame I can't see him much. Dad left a couple of years ago and he helped us a great deal." He looked sad as he talked about his father but he also looked tense. Like something happened.
"Why did your dad leave?" His shoulders tensed even more of possible and his jaw stiffened.
"That's none of your concern and I wouldn't tell you if it was." I pouted but left it at that. I stood on my tippy toes and pecked his lips.
"That's fine. Than you don't tell me. But trust me if I say you can tell me anything."
"Even if I want you as my dirty little secret girlfriend."
"I though I already was." We laughed and walked out.

We sat in his car for a couple of minutes before he already pulled over. "I sort of already found a perfect device for you." He said. "Don't get mad and just keep an open mind about it." He got out and opened the door for me like a gentleman. I got out and he walked behind me putting his hands firmly over my eyes.
"Why don't you let me see anything?" I exclaimed.
"That'll ruin the surprise." He said. "I want to see the look on your face when you first see it." I nodded and just left it at that. We walked forwards till he stopped making me bounce against his hand. "Keep your eyes shut. No peeking. Don't look until I say so." I heard a door click and later heard wheels against the pavement. "Okay now look." I opened my eyes and my mouth feel open. In front of me was a motor. Black, slick and awesome. I ran to Ashton and jumped up to hug him letting my face rest in the crook of his neck.
"You don't know how much this means to me Ashton. Thank you very much." I whispered.
"Everything for you princess." He kissed my forehead and put me down. "Do you want to take a test ride?" He asked.
"Yes." I took a helmet from him and got on the motor. "Will you drive with me?" I asked and he agreed. He also put on a helmet and sat down behind me.
"Drive princess. I want to know what you think of it." He said. I started the engine and we raced off towards the horizon.

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Sorry for updating this late. I blame school, hockey and my sister. But you guys can blame me.
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